The Daily Poem: The Crocus
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Your support makes all the difference.For copyright reasons we are not able to provide the full text of the poem on this database. Following are the details of the publication in which it appears.
Norman Nicholson was born in Millom, Cumbria in 1914 and lived there, with a single interruption, for the rest of his life. He was awarded the Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry in 1977, and was made an OBE in 1981. He died in 1987. This poem is from Collected Poems, published by Faber, price pounds 25.
This is the third of a series of poems on the theme of flowers featured in this week's Daily Poem.
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